Exciting 1979!

Chapter 104 Wei Ming's Former Residence (Guaranteed 2 Updates)
On the same day, after seeing off the editor of October, Wei Ming received Bai Shurong of Contemporary Magazine in Shaoyuan.

She confirmed again and again: "Is this really a girls' dormitory?"

"Not that great, please sit down, you're welcome." Wei Ming also poured her a cup of tea. Now he also started to drink tea, mainly because the water quality was average and the tea flavor made it easier to drink.

"It seems that the leaders of Peking University trust you very much." Bai Shurong said with a smile.

Wei Ming felt ashamed that he had committed embezzlement on his first night there and couldn't stop.

"Editor Bai, are you here to give me the manuscript fee this time?" Wei Ming asked.

"Well, the sample issue is out too. I'll give you one." Bai Shurong handed the sample issue and an envelope to Wei Ming.

Wei Ming never concealed his desire for money, so he looked at the manuscript fee slip first.

At that time, I didn't ask for the royalties. I was given the chance to cut in line, so I didn't care about it.

Now seeing that 240 yuan is six yuan per thousand words, which is less than the maximum fee for manuscripts, Wei Ming is already very satisfied.

Seeing that Wei Ming didn't look dissatisfied, Bai Shurong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The editorial department is still very confident about the third issue of Contemporary Magazine this time. The first print run is as high as 20. You have made the greatest contribution to this."

Wei Ming waved his hand: "I am just giving some confidence. People are hungry for literature now. Everyone has a thirst for reading. Even without me, I believe that 20 copies can still be sold."

Bai Shurong smiled even more happily. What a humble young man he is.

What's wrong with being immodest? Can being arrogant increase my royalties?

Wei Ming then opened the publication catalog and saw that his own "The Shepherd" was ranked first, and below it was the first chapter of Mo Yingfeng's long serial "The General's Chant".

Wei Ming remembered that there should have been a novel by Wang Meng in this issue of "Contemporary", but now it's gone. It seems that he cut in line and pushed him to the back. I hope the big guy won't hold a grudge against me.

That shouldn’t be the case. They even took a group photo at the Writers’ Congress. They are all friends.

Oops.

Turning to the back, Wei Ming was slightly startled by the last illustration, "The Song of Jaya Prana", which showed her nipples.

The illustrator, Gu Gan, was from the art editorial department of the People's Literature Publishing House. Wei Ming knew Gu Gan because he later illustrated the comic strip "Journey to the West".

Although it is just a national painting, it seems that the Writers' Congress is indeed useful. Everyone has relaxed and put down many ideological burdens.

Wei Ming then felt free to have casual sexual relationships with his foreign friends.

Afterwards, Editor Bai asked Wei Ming about his ideas for new works.

"Well, I have some vague ideas~" Wei Ming said vaguely, and then he told him about the visit of Xie Dajun, the editor of "October" at noon, and revealed that the other party was willing to pay the maximum fee for the manuscript.

You can’t raise your royalties by being crazy, but you can by competing.

When Bai Shurong heard that October was also going to snatch Wei Ming, she did feel a sense of urgency, but she soon felt relieved.

"You will definitely not give your next article to October."

"Oh, why? Editor Bai wants to increase my royalties?"

Bai Shurong shook his head: "Because People's Literature likes you."

"what?"

"Wait a little longer. I think the letter asking for an article will arrive soon." Bai Shurong said mischievously and helplessly.

Wei Ming was also helpless, so he could only focus on "People's Literature" first. The wounded world of "October" was reached again.

Bai Shurong added, "By the way, don't you want to help your mother find her relatives? Why don't you take advantage of the opportunity of The Shepherd to write an article introducing your mother, telling where she fled from, who is in her family, and what their names are. Then find a larger platform to post it and leave your address. It will be like a missing person notice."

Wei Ming thought for a moment and realized that this was a good idea.

In fact, he knew where his mother's hometown was, but in his previous life he only found the homes of his uncle and aunt, and he had not found his aunt yet.

Although they may not be that important to me, they are very important to my mother. My mother was always thinking about her little sister before she died.

If he could use his influence to unite the brothers and sisters, it would be worth it for him to be reborn and become her son again.

Wei Ming thought that after inviting him to an interview, China Youth Daily also asked him to write an article, either a novel or an essay. This platform is big enough. Wei Ming has been blogging frequently since the 2000s, so a short article is not a problem.

He thanked Bai Shurong for the reminder and expressed hope for future cooperation.

This is what Bai Shurong was waiting for. A young writer with extremely strong creative power like Wei Ming must grasp this sentence. It will not be a problem for him to write several articles within a year.

Wei Ming immediately wrote a letter to his hometown, and mailed it back the next day along with a remittance slip for 40 yuan, keeping only yuan for pocket money.

Although I had saved a huge sum of two hundred yuan before, that was used to build a house. Besides, it has been two months now, and I guess it has been almost spent.

Soon, Wei Jiefang received a letter from his son. Looking at the remittance slip for 200 yuan, he was very worried.

At this time he was standing in front of Wei Ming's former residence.

This is the west house he built with Wei Ming's two hundred dollars. It will be given to his son to live in. Maybe it can become a tourist attraction in the future.

He now listens to the radio every day and knows that the former residences of celebrities can be used as tourist attractions. With his son's current development momentum, perhaps the entire Gouzitun can be developed into a tourist attraction.

In order to make Wei Ming's former residence more attractive, Lao Wei bought almost all the newspapers related to Wei Ming and put them inside.

There were also the photos of him and the important people that his son mailed back. When the director of the county revolutionary committee came to the village, he visited them specially and even called him Brother Wei affectionately, which made Zhao Chunlai so depressed that he developed hemorrhoids. Although Old Wei had tried his best to build the house better, it was just a single room after all, and 200 yuan was not enough to spend.

No one knew who spread the word that Wei Ming had left a large sum of money for his father, so people from the village and even other villages came to borrow money.

In order to spend the remaining money quickly, Wei Jiefang rebuilt the courtyard wall.

Well, now everyone thinks he is richer.

In fact, he really has no money left, but Lao Wei is not afraid of others coming to borrow money because he is open about his poverty.

But now that he has these two hundred dollars in his hand, he becomes hypocritical and stingy.

No, I can't be that kind of person.

After that, he unfolded Wei Ming's letter. Old Wei's eyes lit up. His son seemed to know his moral dilemma and even gave him some advice.

In addition to asking his mother to write down the information about her aunts and uncles and send it to him, Wei Ming told Lao Wei that he knew where there were private ticket transactions in the county, where money could be exchanged for tickets, and then the tickets could be used to buy things the family needed, especially food.

"The harvest is not good this year, but you don't have to starve. If you run out of food, go to the city to exchange for food coupons. Don't feel bad even if you have to spend twice as much. Our family doesn't care about that anymore. If you need money, please write to me."

It happened that he had to go into the city to pick up his students today, so Wei Jiefang gave the letter to his wife and asked her to write a reply to his son.

"What's going on?"

"Just tell me the names of your brothers and sisters, and I'll help you find them."

"Ah!" Xu Shufen's eyes immediately turned red. Lao Wei quickly hugged her in his arms, rubbed her head, and pinched her butt.

Xu Shufen punched him shyly, and then Old Wei smiled and took the remittance slip into the county town.

When Wei Hong and her friends from the same village saw Lao Wei at the school gate, he was sitting on a donkey cart smoking a Da Qianmen cigarette.

There are not many Daqianmen left, and every one of them must be used wisely.

Old Wei smoking at the school gate was not the most eye-catching thing. What surprised Wei Hong the most was that there was a sewing machine lying in the car!

"Dad, whose sewing machine is this?!"

Old Wei shook off the ash from his cigarette and said, "I pulled this, so of course it belongs to our family. Let's go, get in the car."

He used the two hundred dollars to buy a sewing ticket, a sewing machine, food coupons and a bag of flour, and still had a little left over.

If he hadn't bought so many things and was running out of time, he might have gone to visit his younger brother.

"Dad, can we go to the post office? It seems that my brother's new work is about to be published!" Wei Hong said again.

Wei Ming also wrote a letter to Wei Hong. In addition to sending some study materials, he also reported on the publication of several novels.

So Wei Hong later read the more pornographic "The Story of Two Donkeys", and also knew that the third issue of "Contemporary" would publish an article "The Horse Shepherd", which was about the love between parents.

Finally, Lao Wei said, "I went there as soon as I entered the city. They said they will arrive tomorrow. You can go there when they send you off tomorrow."

"Oh, okay."

After the students got on the bus, Hei Lu felt his shoulders weighted down. This was going to be a big job.

Old Wei also felt sorry for his old friend, so he let the sewing machine and the students take the bus while he walked for a while and got back on the bus when he was tired.

When she got home, Xu Shufen had already written her reply and asked her husband and daughter to write a few words as well. As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the sewing machine.

"Ah, why did you buy this!" She was surprised and happy.

Wei Jiefang held his wife's hand and said, "It's winter now. Let's not sew with our hands anymore. It hurts our hands."

Xu Shufen couldn't help but be delighted, thinking that she would practice her skills later and sew a new pair of underwear for her husband.

Wei Hong couldn't bear it anymore, so she hurried into the house to take a look at her brother's new home. It was quite nice, so she went back and wrote an "Ode to the Humble House" on the wall for him.

As I was watching, I heard the high-pitched, sharp voice of a middle-aged woman.

"Oh, oh, oh, you bought a sewing machine. Brother Jiefang is so lucky. This time, it will be easier for his son to find a wife. Let me tell you, the Lin family's shop next door and the Sun family's..."

This is Aunt Cui, the famous matchmaker in the village. This is not the first time she has come to talk to Wei Ming about finding a wife.

In the past, Wei Jiefang begged her to introduce someone to him, but now they don’t think highly of the resources Aunt Cui has. It’s useless even if she grows up to be a fairy, as she has no common language with their son.

So after listening to her few words, I sent the gift away. After all, I had to consider little Wei Hong.

What if she fails the exam? She might still need this matchmaker.

Wei Hong said that they were worrying too much. Not to mention that she was almost certain to pass the exam, even if she failed, she would go to my brother!
But what kind of woman will Big Brother look for? Has he found one already?
After all, after experiencing the literary enlightenment of "The Story of Two Donkeys", Wei Hong felt that her elder brother might no longer be pure.

At this moment, at Wei Ping'an's home, he was looking at Wei Ming who came to visit and was also thinking about this issue.

Could it be that my nephew has been taken advantage of by the foreign girl and lost his virginity?

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(End of this chapter)